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No | 2024-04-19 19:32 | active | 566 | 0 | 423157003635023 | Lauren packing up a client’s living room before a recent move! More clips to come from this property! 💪❤️🙌 <br /> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.Powerhouseorganizing.com%2F&h=AT0ujDrHsHjXIZyDJMzj8ZcqwQM0daIsz7mkCCJ6xXLY50BhVZh9aG7LzYP55g0EEfFXqL20nA-77TsTdMxAaufN5IY4LsEp00iRnL2J-MJLRSacCdalqjqdOTMWElDZoZd9Oni4fqs9cK1w5wH_sPKr8MkMV0AqeugyCfK6LWQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.Powerhouseorganizing.com</a><br /> #powerhouseorganizing #stlprofessionalprganizers #wepackforyou | INSTAGRAM_MESSAGE | https://www.instagram.com/ | 884934874955661 | Powerhouse Organizing formerly Organizing by Kelly + Co. | https://facebook.com/organizingbykelly | 2,895 | 1 | 7,319,981,141,412,974 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Send message | 0 | Powerhouse Organizing formerly Organizing by Kelly + Co. | 6571839919236 | www.instagram.com | NONE | video | https://www.instagram.com/ | 2024-04-13 14:54 | https://scontent-bos5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/436187766_982353973223997_2827993580555235668_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=TCG8L3_NUVIAb4ef4bb&_nc_ht=scontent-bos5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAhcIJsBJsiSNHQEXdRWyum11NsjbRvI0-iArF07W0MeQ&oe=6628C299 | person_profile | 0 | Organizing by Kelly {Powerhouse Organizing} | https://scontent-bos5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/435588629_1790981211368215_4377243591168721005_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xwaviUbWCjQAb5cPD5U&_nc_ht=scontent-bos5-1.xx&oh=00_AfARMXCi1Zqpw5WQ3g32XDF9UgaHpdfrmno1bUixUZxdhw&oe=6628DDED | 0 | 3 | Powerhouse Organizing formerly Organizing by Kelly + Co. | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-13 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||
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Kelly's dedication to her clients goes beyond legal expertise – it's a genuine commitment to each individual she serves. | NO_BUTTON | 78547652907 | Kelly Schwab - Renning, Lewis & Lacy s.c. | https://facebook.com/KellySchwabRenningLewisLacy | 522 | 1 | 347,319,478,198,314 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | No button | 0 | Kelly Schwab - Renning, Lewis & Lacy s.c. | 120208744130080233 | NONE | image | 2024-04-19 00:32 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/436354739_342004691788246_6869146423930964683_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=s1XtJDT54zYAb59YYdZ&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBN6D_oTH_OlFrAE9LPeF6J2qUPS51ykDrXozaxxaBoxA&oe=6628C848 | person_profile | 0 | 0 | 3 | Kelly Schwab - Renning, Lewis & Lacy s.c. | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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NEW NEW Car and Truck Tires ALL SINGLES | NEW NEW Car and Truck Tires ALL SINGLES - $40.00<br /> <br /> NEW, NEVER Touched the road! All SINGLE TIRES NO SETS! All have been checked and have ZERO defects. Cash and Carry or can mount up. EMAIL OR TEXT OR CALL 9O7-25O-5NINE1 NINE<br /> <br /> ONLY 1 TIRE OF EACH SIZE<br /> <br /> NEW LT265/70R17 BFGoodrich All-Terrain T/A KO2 Amazon Price $276 My Price $140<br /> NEW 235/50ZR17 Uniroyal Tiger Paw GTZ Amazon Price $200 My Price $100<br /> NEW 215/60R17 Goodyear Assurance Triple Tred Amazon Price $119 My Price $60<br /> <br /> NEW P265/75R16 BFGoodrich Rugged Trail T/A Amazon Price $260 My Price $120<br /> NEW 255/70R16 Michelin Defender LTX Amazon Price $219 My Price $100<br /> NEW P225/75R16 Goodyear Wrangler SR-A Amazon Price $167 My Price $60<br /> NEW P225/75R16 Goodyear Wrangler ST Amazon Price $124 My Price $60<br /> NEW P225/70R16 Michelin LTX Amazon Price $209 My Price $100<br /> NEW 215/55R16 BFGoodrich Advantage T/A Amazon Price $220 My Price $100<br /> NEW 205/55R16 Michelin Premier Amazon Price $186 My Price $60<br /> NEW 205/55R16 Kelly Edge A/S Amazon Price $85 My Price $40<br /> NEW 205/55R16 Hankook Winter i Pike RS without studs Local Price $184 My Price $100<br /> <br /> NEW 33x10.50R15LT BFGoodrich All-Terrain T/A KO2 Amazon Price $276 My Price $140<br /> NEW 215/65R15 Uniroyal Tiger Paw Touring Amazon Price $115 My Price $50<br /> NEW 205/70R15 Hankook i Pike RW11 Studded Local Price $156 My Price $80<br /> NEW 185/60R15 Michelin Defender Amazon Price $120 My Price $50<br /> <br /> NEW P175/70R14 Uniroyal Tiger Paw AWP II Amazon Price $85 My Price $40<br /> Facebook Marketplace | CONTACT_US | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/116450782471 | 108681178980457 | Kevin Pitchford | /marketplace/?seller_profile=100003785035834 | 0 | 1 | 970,179,554,728,143 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | regular_page | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Contact us | 0 | Kevin Pitchford | 120207606652140647 | NONE | image | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/1164507824710558/ | 2024-04-19 15:41 | regular_page | 1 | Kevin Pitchford | https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/437951467_1408936046420794_8275173907462464332_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3CoZtODNOY8Ab7UiEpT&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAlTeVHm1vLQybqKAHScwhcAy2iC5Ks6UUJM3ix482r0A&oe=6628C51B | 0 | 3 | Kevin Pitchford | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yard Sale - Saturday 4/20 from 9am - 2pm. 276 Woodbury Dr. Sterrett, AL | Yard Sale - Saturday 4/20 from 9am - 2pm. 276 Woodbury Dr. Sterrett, AL - $1.00<br /> <br /> Large Yard Sale. 100rds of items. Toys, tools, clothes, glassware, books and more. Saturday, April 20th from 9am - 1pm. Near Chelsea, AL just off 280. Address is 276 Woodbury Dr. Sterrett, AL.<br /> Facebook Marketplace | CONTACT_US | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/105755258916 | 249029354964264 | Patrick Kelly | /marketplace/?seller_profile=770315117 | 0 | 1 | 961,509,998,474,556 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | regular_page | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 1 | Contact us | 0 | Patrick Kelly | 6575421579240 | NONE | image | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/1057552589163855/ | 2024-04-19 14:19 | regular_page | 1 | Patrick Kelly | https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/437534409_1112825353166576_4554139848189982043_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Vs_yslTFWSUAb4RXn7F&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfAxfqQ_MbyQh1ilWdVFZYsuMjoU1S3TQVgblmQkwkUekg&oe=6628CEB3 | 0 | 3 | Patrick Kelly | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||
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Suicide Prevention - Story Shirts (Round 65) | ❤️💔 SUICIDE PREVENTION Awareness 💔❤️ - Story Shirt - Submit Names Now!<br /> <br /> ➡️ Submit here -> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fnameswear.com%2Fspa%2F&h=AT2MY4Jakupl7vy_6YeV5WmIBr9J403l61WUp62Rw2ZaD9OVMRHxOXHdJmBhCpC2jgPO6ezTsm-Ji2RvPmMzWhx0DqHAmEwXCaWtMg0FjTAwHuTz8myRK_JfWNJzCzRP9CKZpjQhBfr-VWIOVxspN1sNHaGHJsiEA2AVQcyUDjw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://nameswear.com/spa/</a><br /> <br /> Would you like honor your loved one(s) by wearing a tee/hoodie with their name?<br /> <br /> Tap on the link and give the complete name (Name and Surname) of a loved one who took their own life, and we will print it on this round of our Story Shirts <br /> <br /> (We have already done over 60 Rounds of these shirts)<br /> <br /> Our Story Shirts:<br /> <br /> * Tell a unique story<br /> * Honor your loved ones<br /> * Spread Suicide Prevention Awareness<br /> * Allow you to start a conversation<br /> * Make a greater impact<br /> * Give hope and strength to those who are fighting all by themselves.<br /> <br /> ➡️ Submit here -> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fnameswear.com%2Fspa%2F&h=AT0BAVpwZk7VMX6XwZsPPGQ6J3LNHiybUYevrSn65Amy82d-6W3AVdrA8lqHqyCUCvWQBRzTP3gitGtKmyrOL7O52xfr4KrShoEvjoipZeV3GcDE5juMijLqYiT82_Buq3aXSbMW9zlHDC8cMfJQwea9RjgMY7gnIMf5LP_9-iM" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://nameswear.com/spa/</a> | LEARN_MORE | https://nameswear.com/spa/ | 1801077570129742 | Suicide Prevention Story Shirts And More | https://facebook.com/spa.nameswear | 20,054 | 0 | 1,470,549,343,818,992 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | Suicide Prevention Story Shirts And More | 120206877911730688 | https://nameswear.com/spa/ | NONE | image | "Whenever I wear my 'Story' shirt, I feel I am wearing a collection of untold stories of fighters. It seems every name on the back of my shirt is whispering to me their story... and supporting me and telling me I am not alone in this. They seem to have my back, literally!" - Amelia R | https://nameswear.com/spa/ | 2024-03-15 08:31 | https://scontent-bos5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/432608959_1098654581447705_4496210663579489480_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=E4wObBmbeuQAb4m1hsP&_nc_oc=AdhJ4lx-E4gE5mv4xvF5P30ruByTIQj-c7Wf-RYKP7XHKtemuGOc2AwdBYsJUFc1UiqBiB8bnAJw_rG9sI5wh1gU&_nc_ht=scontent-bos5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCc0gye4qLLmlu3ZJ_imdz21I0na5Q5WrwQUgPAAJ2LCQ&oe=6628DCFD | person_profile | 0 | 0 | 3 | Suicide Prevention Story Shirts And More | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||
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Smith Brothers of Berne: Custom Upholstered Furniture, Made in the USA since 1926<br /> <br /> Experience the comfort of Smith Brothers furniture for yourself! Take our comfort challenge and see why our customers love our furniture. We have thousands of fabrics and leathers to choose from, so you can create the perfect piece for your home. Visit our showroom across from Easton, next to Kelly BMW, Monday through Saturday from 10am to 6pm. Closed Sundays.<br /> <br /> Shop now and save 20%! | 107804005951601 | Vinson Fine Furniture | https://facebook.com/kitchenfurniture | 33,396 | 1 | 353,551,910,528,244 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | Vinson Fine Furniture | 6561573324775 | NONE | multi_images | 2024-04-19 14:02 | https://scontent-bos5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438081378_426509606740507_13918445996518360_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9IPyf_WVjJoAb6osfLD&_nc_ht=scontent-bos5-1.xx&oh=00_AfBeaRbAU_Tuha_FUFMv_utkBS-j303BPIKR3UZTANwUZA&oe=6628C5B1 | person_profile | 0 | 0 | 3 | Vinson Fine Furniture | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-04-19 19:36 | active | 566 | 0 | 797841225146237 | Get READY For Your 2024 SUMMER!!!👉👉👉😘 | "Get a body that turns heads!🎉𝗞𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗖𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗸𝘀𝗼𝗻’𝘀 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁:🎉 If you desire to achieve a desirable physique and enhance your attractiveness, this option would be highly recommended🎉💞" | LEARN_MORE | https://ketokellyshop.com/hhg2c/?name=38882&px=734 | 309989439705816 | FDA Approved ketogummie | https://facebook.com/comocurarporsiempreelhigadograso | 10,348 | 0 | 952,513,032,979,935 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | person_profile | eligible | 0 | 0 | NONE | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | FDA Approved ketogummie | 120207668503080307 | ketokellyshop.com | NONE | video | https://ketokellyshop.com/hhg2c/?name=38882&px=734034182108322 | 2024-04-19 13:54 | https://scontent-bos5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/437939819_750446340547425_1179726621002175130_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Jopno60z3h8Ab6tXrAn&_nc_ht=scontent-bos5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCzeFrMt8Zg607sRQD5HIL3_ThN6Mf3Pg-I2gr91OPYrg&oe=6628C187 | person_profile | 0 | 0 | 3 | FDA Approved ketogummie | 0 | 0 | 2024-04-19 02:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-04-19 19:36 | active | 566 | 0 | 864372675497031 | Read with Your Ears➤➤ | "I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ <br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> ***<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> 4 hours earlier<br /> I woke up in a very good mood. I am finally eighteen and today is the day I find my mate. It actually depends on both sides. If they are of age, they'll find each other soon enough, seventeen is the youngest you can be when you find your mate.<br /> However, most of the time, the guy or the girl have to wait for their other half to come of age, which I think is a great idea.<br /> Yes, I'm a werewolf, specifically the current Beta's daughter and soon to be Beta's sister. The disappointment of the family. But that's okay; I'm not very inclined to make them proud or follow in their footsteps, but mostly they want Alex to do it.<br /> Don't get me wrong. I'm not abused or bullied; except for the occasional remarks, shunned from society, the usual stuff.<br /> They say I'm ugly, but I know better than to believe that. I could have been popular due to my blue eyes and gold speckles, blonde hair and hourglass figure. But I like to keep to myself. Plus my hair was naturally blonde unlike my mother's peroxide bleached hair that comes out of bottles and pricey extensions. Actually, dad and Alex both have brown hair so I don't know how I have blonde hair. For months, I even checked the roots of my hair to find some sort of discoloration to prove that even my hair was bleached. But in vain.<br /> My mom was the stereotypical cheerleader in high school while my dad was the “douche” and quarterback. Apparently they want me to be like them, and social hierarchy exists in packs as well. And my brother is following our parents footsteps, sleeping with more than half of the population, while I'm not.<br /> They revel in attention and bullying people who are lower than them, as they say. To the outside world, my family and I love each other. On the inside it’s an extreme hate relationship, something the pack is aware of except for the Alpha and Luna.<br /> If they knew the truth, my parents, Tiffany and Mark, would lose their respect and beloved Alex's position would be taken away from him. Which would obviously take his popularity down a notch. Horrifying for him. Entertaining for me.<br /> Anyways, today is also the soon-to-be Alpha's eighteenth birthday. James Rodriguez.<br /> Sometimes I wonder how someone as sweet and kind as Diana and George, produce a kid like James.<br /> In short, James is the snobby player. It’s actually really surprising how none of the girls are pregnant yet...<br /> Back to me, I dressed up with more care than usual. I wore a baby pink sundress with black gladiator sandals. I applied a bit of winged liner to make my eyes pop. I've always read stories about loving mates. Who knows how much of it is true? For all I know, it’s some made up fantasy to make mates seem like the ultimate endgame. Maybe one day, I would meet my mate and then we could run away towards the sunset............or something, I don't really care.<br /> Apparently, all mates are compatible with their other half. It’s like love at first sight and the males getting all possessive about their mates is very appealing and a turn on, or so I've heard.<br /> It's all hearsay. And I think it’s stupid. It’s like the males are all custom made robots. Why else would their behavior be so alike?<br /> And there was a paragraph about heat and shifting and marking. Maybe, my mate's gonna go all caveman on me and tear my throat out.<br /> I'm just kidding, morbid thoughts on my birthday are kind of my thing. And its wishful thinking. I don't care. He might even be an omega and I still wouldn't care. Even if he's a human, it wouldn't matter. And if he's not in this pack then..... Oh well... It's better for me. I don't want to stay in a pack where I have no respect and people treat me bad. Status had once mattered to me. But when you have parents like mine, you kind of start praying not to ever be like them.<br /> Not once did they look at me but of course, Alexander was doted on by everyone. Kids. Parents. Friends. You name it.<br /> Apparently, it's because he's a boy. And according to my mother, girls are good for getting screwed, getting hit on, obeying their men, acting flirty along, and popping out heirs.<br /> And lucky for you all, my mother happens to be exhibit A.<br /> You should all be jealous because it's not everyday that you have a live walking, talking example to show the word and tell them what a hoe your mother is.<br /> Third Person POV <br /> Nikolina walked to school as she was not allowed a car. Though Alex was the proud owner of a shiny Silver Volvo. Double standards were very common in the Reed family. She had always wanted her own car, something that was a stunning shade of bright canary yellow, but that dream was nowhere close to becoming a reality.<br /> All of a sudden, she smelt an amazing scent; peppermint and honey. Lydia purred and rolled around in happiness, barely able to contain her excitement.<br /> On searching for the source, her eyes met warm, hazel orbs. His eyes expressed lust and adoration as they raked all over her body.<br /> Realization finally hit her hard when she saw that James-freaking-Rodriguez was her mate! The next Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack. And he was Portia's long-standing boyfriend.<br /> You know what he did next? James went back to groping the head cheerleader. “Portia.... “ Oh, sorry. Rookie mistake. Portia Scott.<br /> Tears threatened to fall while her wolf Lydia whimpered, seeing her mate touch another...<br /> “Our mate is beautiful.” James's wolf, Jace said. Nikolina was more than just beautiful. Many males of the pack thought she was gorgeous but never mentioned it out loud due to the fear of facing Alex's wrath. Alex was the one to start it all: the petty insults, the hateful words and making an outcast out of her. Others had just followed his footsteps. And of course, some of the girls were shallow enough to find happiness by making Nikolina feel miserable, because they were insecure about themselves.<br /> But the main issue was, though James thought Nikolina was pretty, he would never accept her as his mate and Luna. Though she was Beta Mark's daughter and was of high status, both him and his ego considered her a nobody. He knew about the insults and he had done it as well. In his eyes, she was worthless and all everyone ever did was talk down on her and she never fought back.<br /> He couldn't have a... thing like that as his mate. Beauty just wasn't enough for him, being a ruthless woman was a requirement.<br /> “She might be beautiful but I don't want her. She's a nobody. If people know that she is my mate, I would become the laughing stock of my pack. Seriously, people walk all over her. She can never be my Luna.” That was the thought going through his mind as he sucked on Portia's neck hard enough to bruise.<br /> “Ow! You're hurting me, boo! You know Kelly has my concealer today.” Portia whined but still made no move to shove James away. She just proceeded to grind her lower body into James and trying to get as close as humanly possible without getting rid of her clothes in public.<br /> James finally pried Portia off his body and walked towards his mate. In some ways, Portia was like a bloodsucking leech or an annoying wart, never leaving without a fight.<br /> “Baby, where are you going? I need you!” Her voice was like a cat dragging its claws across a board.<br /> James just signalled her to shut up before walking towards his mate. He would do the right thing, of course, as the future Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack and give Nikolina what she deserves.<br /> He stopped in front of her and asked, “What's your name?”<br /> “Nikolina,” she stated. He soon noticed that she had no friends and no car and he felt the curious stares on his back as everyone's attention was on him.<br /> “I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ As he rejected her, Jace whimpered and cowered. And James felt bad but he knew this was the right thing to do for himself and the pack. From his perspective, Nikolina was someone who brought out the worst in people and Portia was way more deserving to be his mate and Luna, considering that she was fearless and wasn't afraid to fight dirty for her rights.<br /> James was an egoistic douche bag who mistook petty behavior for fearless but he was blinded by the greed for power and popularity.<br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. She would have collapsed if not for the anger that surged through her. She was furious. At James. The Moon Goddess. Not realizing how painful rejection was. Her fate. It was a never ending list.<br /> It felt like she was being drowned in liquid bleach, her lungs burned and she saw red. Anger took over the pain she was feeling and she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how hurt she was.<br /> Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> “I, Nikolina Reed, accept your rejection as my mate and Alpha. I sincerely hope you get the clap!”<br /> With that, she turned on her heel and left the school premises.<br /> “Who needs a mate? Especially someone like James. People like him need girls like Portia by their sides, who cater to their whims and needs and whatever freaky carnal desire they might have.” Nikolina thought darkly. She wasn't going to give in to her pain and this rejection was the final push that encouraged her to chase after her freedom and break bonds with the family who had clipped off her wings.<br /> James felt a tiny bit of hurt realizing that she didn't even think twice before accepting the rejection and all he could wonder was how did she not burst into tears or grovel at his feet to take her back. Jace did not talk. He just whimpered, feeling the loss of his mate. Before James could think of it anymore, Portia dragged him to an empty classroom to distract her beloved Jamie boo. It seemed as if James wasn't the least bit affected by the incident with Nikolina, because his actions didn't falter as he hitched Portia's skirt up and ripped her panties, drilling her like an animal and releasing himself on her clothes and face as he left her alone to clean up.<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> “Well, he can go drill his toy as much as he wants.” I thought darkly while making my way towards home. All Lydia did was whimper. The moment I saw James, I knew something like this was bound to happen. You don't have any expectations when someone like him is supposed to be your destined mate. He was born with a big ego and he can just stuff it up his.<br /> “Maybe he regrets hurting us, you know.” Lydia whimpered.<br /> Before I could reply, searing hot pain flooded my senses. I felt myself fall on the pavement and the pain started to become more intense. It is obvious, isn't it? He's already drilling someone just minutes after rejecting me. It felt like my body was set on fire and the blistering flames charred my skin.<br /> I slowly got up and almost keeled over as my vision turned white. Dizziness washed over me. I had to clench my fists and dig my fingers hard enough to draw blood. Getting away from him and this stupid pack is my best bet. He was doing it intentionally considering the fact he knows that we're both connected unless one of us dies or gets marked by another. Walking never felt so strenuous and with every step I had to force myself to not curl up on the pavement and cry. I know I deserve someone better but I did want to cry my pain away.<br /> After what seemed like hours, the pain slowly ebbed away. Painful times ahead. The only problem is that the mate bond doesn't break even after being rejected. Only if the rejected is marked by the first mate or by another, or if one of the mates die, will the bond break.<br /> I entered my house and went to my room to pack my bags. You know, in every werewolf story the rejected mate writes letters before leaving. There's no logic to it. I mean, don't you get it? No one cares if you leave. No one cares if you die. No one cares if you slit your throat or get molested or murdered. That's the harsh truth. Why should I open my feelings on a letter make them feel pity? I can just run away and live my best life, away from them. It's not like they will send out search teams for you.<br /> I don't want pity. I can do better than that. I picked up my red lipstick and wrote in capitals before leaving. I know I'm dramatic but it serves them right. They'll remember this for years to come: women can walk away without feeling a twinge of guilt or regret.<br /> Showing vulnerability would only make me seem weak and I've let people walk over me way too many times.<br /> My mom was probably busy getting her hair done or something. That's the only thing she ever does. Or her nails. Or maybe she was out shopping with snobby people like herself. It's obvious that birds of a feather flock together. The only thing I ever liked about her is that she cooked for us, sometimes. Mom made a mean lasagna.<br /> Dad was probably with Alpha George. That's usually where he is. But then again, he also has this terrible habit of getting drunk during daylight hours. And once he even groped some other girl in front of the whole pack. Mom turned an ugly shade of red as she kicked him in the crotch. Those were the good days. It was fun when he laid on the couch with a bag of frozen peas on his groin and mom was nowhere around.<br /> Leaving was better for me anyway. Nothing was tying me down to this place. No friends. No proper family. I would be doing myself and them a favor.<br /> I took my dad's sleek black Porsche for my escapade. I might as well leave loaded and in style, besides it's high time I had a car.<br /> Just as I reached the pack border, I said, “I, Nikolina Reed, break all ties with the Solaris Eclipse Pack.” The patrol guards looked at me, but its not like they would stop me.<br /> The pack links broke and with that I revved up the engine and sped through the borders, driving towards my new life. A better life. It was a blessing that this pack did not care enough to stop me.<br /> <br /> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><br /> Wanna continue this incredible story? 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Yes | 2024-04-19 19:36 | active | 566 | 0 | 1583074549109042 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | I quietly walked further into my flat, towards my bedroom, almost tripping over his shirt that lay discarded on the floor. It was not the only article of clothing strewn across the floor. There was some woman’s clothing on the floor too. Judging by the size the woman had to be a supermodel or something. The clothing was so small. It had to be the smallest size you could get here in the UK for women.<br /> I suddenly felt so insecure, because that size of clothing would never fit me now, it did when I was in my late teens, but not now.<br /> I arrived at my bedroom, but I made sure to remain hidden out of sight. Thankfully the door was open a little bit, so I could see everything. I could hear his distinct grunts and moans, as well as the moans of another woman.<br /> I peered through the small crack in the door and saw him with another woman in my bed. His back was to me, so he didn’t notice that I had seen what he was doing. The woman looked like a supermodel to me, but I really couldn’t see her very well, except for a little bit of her blonde hair that was spread across the sheets. <br /> ————————<br /> <br /> Eilith’s POV-<br /> I am heading home early from my grandparents’ house. I decided to visit them, because I wanted to see them. I do not see them as much as I would like too, since I finished University and started making my way in the world. You see, I have lived with my grandparents since I was five years old, because my parents sadly died in a car accident, I don’t know much else than that. There was no other family, and my grandparents fought to keep me with them.<br /> My father was the heir to a very powerful business. He had been running it for ten years before he died, but after he passed, my grandparents made the difficult decision of selling the business to the highest bidder. My grandparents focused on investing after that to maintain their wealth.<br /> My family is one of the very wealthy families in the United Kingdom. As the sole heiress to the wealth, my grandparents did not want me to have friends or boyfriends who just wanted me for my money, so I told everyone my name was Eilith Smith, not Eilith Clarke, which is my actual name. I have only told Kelly Roberts, my best friend, because she was a rich girl too, and has been my closest and dearest friend since we were eight years old. I really would not know what I would do without her, she has been there for me through so much.<br /> I had told my boyfriend, Dylan Harrison, that I would be out for most of the day and will not likely be home till the evening. In a note on his bedside, next to his phone, because he was still asleep, as I had woken up very early. I wanted to get to my grandparents before the morning traffic rush. But when I got there, my grandparents were going to visit a friend of theirs for and early dinner, so I had to leave far earlier than expected.<br /> When I usually visit them, I spend all day, sometimes into the next day with them, because they raised me and it is nice to be able to help them out around their home and visit my horse, which they keep at their home, in the stables on their land. When they were ready to leave to go have dinner, that was when I left to go home. I didn’t mention to my boyfriend that I was on the way home. I was thinking I would surprise him.<br /> I returned home, thinking I would be able to have a nice relaxing bath, and then maybe plan a nice romantic dinner for myself and Dylan, if he is home from the football match early enough. It wasn’t something we often did at home. I thought it would be a nice change. I love to cook, but he prefers to eat out at lavish places. He is the type to love to flaunt his wealth. Those plans were soon dashed…<br /> I entered my flat quietly, just in case Dylan was still asleep, which is how I left him this morning when I left to visit my grandparents. What I saw in front of me stopped me in my tracks. My mind went blank. In that moment, I almost forgot to breathe.<br /> I somehow managed to get the front door closed behind me quietly. When I turned around, I focused more on what was going one even though I was already beginning to understand what was going on, and honestly it didn’t feel real. It didn’t feel like it was happening to me.<br /> A cooked breakfast that had been made and eaten by two was left on my dining table. Romantic music played on the radio. I couldn’t quite hear it; I think because this whole thing felt like an out of body experience. I could not believe my eyes; Dylan had never once done anything like this for me. He would never cook for me, I think he even joked that it was a woman’s job once, but he was drunk and with friends, so I never took it to heart. Yet he would do it for a woman, who was not his girlfriend.<br /> I felt pain in my chest, that spread up my throat choking me. I knew I would not be able to say anything to him, but I had to know, was he really cheating on me?<br /> I quietly walked further into my flat, towards my bedroom, almost tripping over his shirt that lay discarded on the floor. It was not the only article of clothing strewn across the floor. There was some woman’s clothing on the floor too. Judging by the size the woman had to be a supermodel or something. The clothing was so small. It had to be the smallest size you could get here in the UK for women.<br /> I suddenly felt so insecure, because that size of clothing would never fit me now, it did when I was in my late teens, but not now.<br /> I arrived at my bedroom, but I made sure to remain hidden out of sight. Thankfully the door was open a little bit, so I could see everything. I could hear his distinct grunts and moans, as well as the moans of another woman.<br /> I peered through the small crack in the door and saw him with another woman in my bed. His back was to me, so he didn’t notice that I had seen what he was doing. The woman looked like a supermodel to me, but I really couldn’t see her very well, except for a little bit of her blonde hair that was spread across the sheets. I didn’t know her, but a hatred grew in my heart almost straight away for her.<br /> I could feel my eyes well with tears, as my hand covered my mouth. I could not stay here any longer, my voice was all but gone. I couldn’t stay there to speak with him, let alone look at him right now. Not to mention, I know he has a temper when someone confronts him, it has happened before when we were out, but it has never been aimed at me before. Something I was always scared of happening. How could he do this to me, after everything I had done for him? How could he cheat on me after all these years? Has he been cheating on me this whole time? Could I really forgive him if he made promises? I just needed to get out of here for now.<br /> So, I left, as quietly and quickly as I could. I didn’t want him to know that I had seen him, because I could not deal with the confrontation right now, and his excuses and temper.<br /> <br /> My best friend, Kelly, had a little while before she started work at the restaurant, she was a manager at. She has dreams of starting her own restaurant chain and wanted to get experience working the lower levels in the restaurant beforehand. I jumped into my car, and headed to the restaurant she works at. I texted her to tell her I was on my way to her, before I left.<br /> “What is wrong? You have me worried.”<br /> “I... I found... Dylan cheating on me,” I choked.<br /> “I am not surprised. I have told you many times, he is not worthy of you. Think about your entire relationship. I have known you far longer than Dylan has known you. You were always so confident and free. You wore what you want, when you wanted. Red is your favourite colour, and you have stopped wearing anything red, because he didn’t like you wearing red. You told me it made him mad if you wore red. You stopped eating pasta, one of your favourite things to eat, because he said you would get fat. He told you to stop hanging around with my brother, who treats you like a sister. I bet he gets mad if he finds out you were with me and my brother. That is controlling behaviour, a major red flag. If you stay with him, he will just keep cheating on you, and this controlling behaviour will just get worse, until you are isolated from your friends and family, and that is when he will start physically abusing you. Eilith, please, you must leave him now,” she said.<br /> I sat in the driver’s seat of my car, thinking about what she said, and as I thought, <br /> “Was he really that bad? I can’t believe I let him do that to me, to do everything that he did to me,” I whimpered.<br /> I was glad she didn’t ask what he did to me, because I wasn’t ready to talk about it. She rubbed my back, and said, “It is okay. One day soon we will sit down and have a long hard talk about everything that he did. Maybe it will be best if you go to therapy too. But I will not leave your side. I will stand by you through this whole ordeal, I promise.”<br /> “How am I going to make it without you? You’re leaving to move to London in a few days,” I whispered, in between my sobs.<br /> “Come with us. Josh and I have brought a three-bed house in London. Josh won’t mind you moving into the spare bedroom, until you get back on your feet. He will understand. He sees you as a little sister,” Kelly suggested.<br /> Josh is Kelly’s older brother. He really did see me as his little sister, just like I see him as my brother. I looked at her, a little shocked about that idea. I whispered, “But, I have nothing packed, and he is at home.”<br /> She nodded, pausing and thinking about what I could do to deal with this situation. I too, was thinking, because I didn’t want things to turn out like this. Dylan was very scary when he was mad. In those moments, I believed that he could hit me, even though he never got angry at me. She cleared her throat, and said, “I am only doing a four-hour shift, to cover the time the other manager can’t be in due to childcare. When she gets here, I will have Josh pick me up and come straight over to help you. Once you know he is out of your flat, go there and pack everything up that you can, as quickly as you can, and leave. Get it done before he gets home. If he does get home, before Josh and I get there, send me our code word. So, I know you are in danger, and need help I will call the police.”<br /> We have had a code word, for a great many years. It was more to ensure our safety while we were out at night. We knew the other would need help if we received HOD by text. It stands for House of Dead, an arcade game that we both loved to play with Kelly’s brother. It was short simple and to the point. Plus, three letters that meant something to the both of us makes a great code word.<br /> “But what if he tries to hurt you or Josh,” I said.<br /> “Do you know why he hates Josh,” she responded.<br /> I shook my head, and asked, “Why?”<br /> “Do you remember that day when we were looking at dresses online, before we went shopping. According to Josh, when I said you would look drop dead gorgeous in that red dress you were looking at, Dylan looked at it, and muttered some vile things about you. Josh heard that, when they were alone, Josh laid into him. Dylan tried to get in Josh’s face, Josh didn’t flinch instead he just smirked. Dylan backed down,” she explained.<br /> Josh was different from Dylan, physically. Josh is taller and has broader shoulders and is more muscular compared to Dylan. Josh is a gym rat. He loves working out and using weights. Dylan, on the other hand, rarely goes to the gym, but is well toned and skinny. Dylan wouldn’t stand against Josh in a fight, not only due to their difference physically, but because Josh is training to be a boxer for the Olympics. I have seen him knock a man out with a single punch. So, he is a strong man. The perfect kind of older brother you want.<br /> “So, that is why he didn’t want me to be around Josh,” I said.<br /> She nodded, “Josh made him feel emasculated. He is toxic, so you need to leave him. I will call Josh and tell him to be ready and get here to pick me up early, in the hopes that I may be able to leave earlier. I must go. Josh and I will be on our way to help you as soon as we can. Stay safe.”<br /> I nodded, “Thank you, Kelly.”<br /> “Be careful and send me text updates. Please make sure that if he comes back, you send me that code word,” she said, as she began climbing out of my car.<br /> I nodded, “I promise.”<br /> I watched as she called Josh and headed inside the restaurant to start her shift. I looked down as my phone, and realised I had a text from Dylan.<br /> Dylan: “Hey babe, I hope you are having fun with your grandparents. I won’t be in when you come home. I am going to watch the football match with the boys. I will be back later tonight. Make yourself dinner. Xx”<br /> I stared down at the text. The football match he was talking about was in two hours, so he would leave the home in thirty minutes to meet with his friends, so he can head to the match with them. I had to reply but keep it as normal as possible to my usual texts, and honestly that was the frightening thing. One mistake and this could go wrong.<br /> Me: “I am just about to leave my grandparents. I will be about an hour, maybe a little longer, as there is some road works near my grandparents’ home. Have fun at the football match. Text me when you are on your way home. Xx”<br /> He read the text message and replied with a simple okay. I grabbed my suitcases out of my wardrobe. I had two sizes a large one and a cabin one. I opened both, leaving them on the floor. I quickly yanked some of my clothing off the hangers and threw them in the suitcase. I emptied my drawers of clothing and just threw them in my suitcase. I chucked in my favourite pairs of shoes. I grabbed my electronics that I wanted to take. Though I could buy replacement electronics, and I probably will once I get settled in, I need to be able to keep a line of communication open with my grandparents and so I can get a new job in London. I grabbed whatever else I could.<br /> <br /> I looked at the time and saw a text from Kelly. She had managed to leave work an hour early, and Josh had picked her up. They were on their way to me. I suddenly had this feeling like someone was behind me. I typed HOD into a text before I turned around. Dylan was standing in the doorway to what was our bedroom. He had his hands clenched into fists by his legs. A rage in his eyes that I have never seen before, far worse than all the other times he was angry.<br /> <br /> “Why are you packing all your things,” he hissed, through gritted teeth.<br /> <br /> I took a deep breath, with my finger over the button, readying to hit send. I said, “Because I am leaving you.”<br /> <br /> “No, you are not leaving me,” he yelled.<br /> <br /> “I saw you earlier, with another woman, in what should have been our bed. It was what I needed to see that you were a controlling freak in our whole relationship. So, yes, I am leaving you,” I responded calmly, turning and hitting send.<br /> <br /> His heavy footsteps thunder towards me, making the floor of our flat shake. His hand tangled into my hair, and yanked my head back, before snatching my phone from my hand. Thankfully, I locked it before he could read my texts. He growled, “You are not leaving me! I bet you think this because you are cheating on me. Who is he? Show me who you were sending a text too just now.”<br /> <br /> “Get off of me,” I yelled, trying to push him away from me.<br /> <br /> “Who is he,” spitting as he shouted, pulling my hair harder.<br /> <br /> I pushed him away from me. It surprised him enough to let go of my hair and to stumble backwards away from me, I screamed, “I never cheated. You did. You have restricted me, banned me, belittled me, and treated me harshly on countless occasions. My heart is broken. How I could ever love a man like you, I do not know.”<br /> <br /> Tears welled in my eyes, so I turned around and began to zip up my suitcases. I didn’t want to see his reaction to what I said, I couldn’t deal with him if he started crying. I really might faulter if that happens. That was when I felt something hard hit the back of my head. My head began to pound and ache. I gripped where he hit me on my head with my hand and turned to look at Dylan. But before I could say anything, he raised his fist and slammed it into my face. The blow was hard enough, to knock me backwards into the bedside cabinet. I hit my head on the corner of the bedside cabinet, before hitting the floor. I could feel a wet hot liquid slide across my face. I touched it and looked at my hand. It was blood. I was bleeding from my head. I gripped my head and began to curl up into the fetal position. Before I could curl up, Dylan kicked me in the stomach and ribs, not just once, but many times. I lost count how many times he kicked me. I felt something crack in my rib cage. I tried my best to use my arms to protect my body and head, but there was only so much I could do, while in so much pain. The pain was excruciating. All I could do was cry and whimper the pain made it too hard to move. He grabbed my hair on the back of my head, tearing some hair from my head, and snarled, “If you hadn’t threatened to leave, then none of this would have happened. Do you want to know why I sleep with other girls, because after all the times we have, you were never ready for what I needed to be full satisfied. But now you are going to find out. Remember this is all your fault.”<br /> <br /> He slammed my head into the ground. The impact made my head heavy and made it hard for me to keep myself conscious. My ears were now ringing from the impact. It was because of that, that I did not hear what he was doing. The ringing subsided, only for me to hear a massive crack, and a shocking sting across my back, which made me cry out. I managed to look up and see that he was holding a whip. He hit me with a whip. I was now seeing a completely different side to him, a side that would have made me run for the hills years ago. How did I not see this side to him?<br /> <br /> “This is what I like,” he growled, lust evident in his voice.<br /> <br /> I tried my best to move, to get away. But I was in so much pain. The sound of the crack of the whip came again, just before the impact on my back. I screamed out. This time it was even more painful. The taste of blood filled my mouth, as I felt a trickle of blood pooling on my back. Tears were streaming down my face. I was trying to prepare myself for another blow. But that was when I heard the sirens. In that moment, I had never felt so happy to hear sirens before. Dylan dropped the whip, and muttered.<br /> <br /> That was when he bolted out of the door. I breathed a sigh of relief, even though my chest hurt so much. Pain was all over my body. My head and back were the most painful. With my head hurt, it was getting harder for me to stay awake my consciousness was wavering. 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No | 2024-04-19 19:36 | active | 566 | 0 | 3689155031339985 | 🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻 | Oh… I knock my head in his direction, "You broke your own rule." My tone is mild and teasing, but it stands out against the backdrop of tension in the room.<br /> Kane rolls his eyes at himself, "Yes, I did."<br /> "So, do you regret it?" I ask with my heart beating fast, "You regret smooching me?"<br /> He doesn't respond for a moment and gives me the look like he's trying to gauge what to tell me.<br /> "Just say it, Kane." I urge.<br /> His response is to move in closer and crouch in front of me so that we're at eye level. Then he speaks, "You have no idea how happy I am that we pecked, even if it's just for once."<br /> As he speaks, his eyes fall to my lips, and I can tell he wants to peck me again. I’m happy but still surprised that our feelings are mutual.<br /> "And no matter what happens, I'll never regret smooching you." His words hang in the air between us.<br /> ————————<br /> Chloe<br /> You'll Work With Me<br /> Driving my car into the huge parking lot that looks to contain no less than a hundred vehicles, I seek out an empty space between two expensive-looking SUVs and park my car there. I turn off the engine and stare out the windshield at the high-rise building looming in front of me.<br /> The company's name hangs from beams attached to the glass panels and is carved out in an ornate design to read,<br /> K-SYNCH<br /> "K-Synch," I say the name, testing it on my tongue and wondering how the owner came up with such an interesting name.<br /> I check the time on my digital watch and see that I'm an hour early for my interview. I had all the time in the world to prepare for this interview after I received the email from them yesterday. I selected my outfit, shoes, accessories, and down to my underwear so I wouldn't have to fret about getting ready in the morning, and it paid off. I even made sure to pack Skye's lunch bag last night, so I wouldn't forget anything when I dropped her off with Fiona.<br /> It's been four days since I moved to Austin, and I must admit that it wasn’t as overwhelming as I thought it would be. I was able to get an apartment the day after I arrived, and by yesterday morning, I was officially done unpacking and organizing my things. I even had time to purchase furniture and arrange them in my apartment.<br /> I nearly cleaned out my savings to set up my home and was beginning to panic when Fiona, true to her word, sent my resume to different companies she worked for as a remote programmer. It didn't take long for replies to start rolling in, and Fiona helped me pick out the best company to go with.<br /> And now I'm here, more nervous than I've ever been in my life, but at the same time, optimistic about getting the job. Also, since I've always worked remotely and never in a corporate building, I'm pretty excited about the experience.<br /> I’m getting tired of waiting and decide to get out of the car and make my way into the building. I'm instantly struck by how serene and professional the interior is. I walk up to the front desk and tell them I’m here for the interview. The receptionist directs me to the Human Resources department.<br /> Once there, l wait for a few minutes until the head of HR comes out to greet me. She's a middle-aged, jolly woman with a soft smile and an even softer voice.<br /> "It's nice to finally meet you, Ms. Smith," she says, and I feel a bit overwhelmed by all the formality.<br /> "Call me Chloe, please."<br /> She lets out a soft laugh at how flustered I look, "All right then, Chloe. Let's start by telling me about yourself."<br /> The introduction stage of the interview went smoothly, and I learned that her name was Brenda.<br /> "Come on then," Brenda urges with a genuinely excited grin, "Let me give you a tour of the software engineering department."<br /> I follow her into an elevator to go up a few floors above. The software engineering department is everything I imagined it to be, with dozens of high-performing computers at each station and the developers hunched behind the screens.<br /> "...was one of our best software developers, but unfortunately, he decided he wasn't cut out to be an employee anymore," Brenda prattles on.<br /> We pass by a lab with a computer running some program. I ask one of the developers what the program is supposed to do and he shows me the source code. After reviewing the code quickly, I notice a few mistakes and immediately get down to correct them. It takes just a little under ten minutes to fix, and I notice everyone is staring at me when I'm done.<br /> The look of satisfaction on Brenda's face is enough to tell me that I've already gotten the job. There's a new man standing beside her, and I suspect he's the head of the software engineering department because he shuffles closer to check what I just did.<br /> Then he chuckles triumphantly, "Good job." He turns back to Brenda, "Please hire her."<br /> The HR head gives me a wide smile, "You didn't have to ask."<br /> Three Days Later<br /> "I'VE GOT IT!"<br /> The screech that leaves my throat is piercing and reverberates around the entire department. In my excitement, I'm vaguely aware of the sound of chairs scraping the tiled floor and footsteps beating the floor, rushing over to my station.<br /> My heart was racing fast in my chest, and my eyes lit up wide in mad elation. All I could focus on was the screen of my computer. The evidence of three days’ worth of rigorous planning is on the screen in the form of code. To any other person, it might look like jargon, but I see the building blocks of an app that's going to change the game in e-commerce.<br /> Eric, my department head, sees it, too, because he grabs my shoulders and shakes them back and forth with enthusiasm.<br /> "Good job, Chloe!" He exclaims, hoisting me to my feet and enveloping me in a bear hug. The rest of my colleagues are busy looking through my code, trying to understand what I've done there, but they seem unable to make any sense of it right away, so Eric explains to them.<br /> Lucy, a petite blond, grasps what Eric is saying before he can finish, and she turns to me with wide eyes, "There is no way you created this in just three days. That's freaking amazing!"<br /> "I know, right?" Kelly, the college intern, says, "One of my professors toyed with the idea of something like this before. It takes a lot of time and effort to execute."<br /> Eric waves his hands in front of my face, "Kelly's right. This is a big deal, and it's going to need all the support it can get." Then he gives me a meaningful look.<br /> "What?" I laugh at how intense he is as he announces, "You, my dear, are going to have a chat with the boss. Let him know what he thinks about the concept and if he's willing to support you through it."<br /> With the widest beam on my face, I turn back to my computer and fawn over my creation. When I got hired, the first thing I did was promise to prove my worth in the company, and now, after just three days, I've managed to do it.<br /> Eric takes me to the top floor, where the CEO’s office is located. Since I started working here, I haven’t seen the owner yet. I've heard bits and pieces about him, but I’ve been too busy to look at the picture and bio of our CEO on the company’s intranet yet.<br /> No worries, though. I’ll be able to meet him today. Hopefully, he'll be impressed with my work.<br /> Eric and I arrive at the top floor, and I follow him to the door located at the furthest end of the floor. Eric knocks twice before opening the door and ushering me inside like a gentleman.<br /> The office is pretty big for just one person and is tastefully decorated. My eyes immediately zero in on the person behind the desk in the middle of the room.<br /> His head is bent downwards, facing the desk, so I don't get an immediate glimpse of his face, but even from my position by the door, I'm pretty sure I'd recognize that strong jaw from somewhere.<br /> "Sir?" Eric moves to the desk, his strides springy with enthusiasm, "I have something big for you."<br /> The boss raises his head up to look at us, and suddenly, all the excitement vanishes from my body.<br /> I know this man. <br /> It seems he recognizes me also because his features lock in place when his eyes land on me. From here, I watch his lips move to say my name quietly, "Chloe."<br /> That voice...<br /> "Hello...sir," I whisper, my heart pounding fast against my chest again.<br /> His eyes shutter at my words. "How long have you been with this company?" he questions.<br /> Eric is the one to answer, "Uh... she's been here three days, Sir. And in that time, she's managed to come up with a brilliant idea."<br /> The corner of Kane's mouth tilts to the side, and I see something like pride flash through his eyes, "Did she now?"<br /> From the corner of my eye, I see Eric giving me a meaningful look that says, 'Now's your chance.' But he doesn't understand. My head is void of any reasonable thoughts, and my throat feels so heavy that speaking feels like a Herculean task.<br /> "What's he talking about, Chloe?" Kane rumbles, and at his request, my throat loosens, and the words pour out.<br /> "I thought about building software that's going to take care of the problems most commonly encountered in the online market. Take online sales, for instance, and the demand-supply inconsistencies they face. The software can assist the manufacturers in controlling the supply rate and take inventory of goods produced, sold or defective."<br /> Kane doesn't miss a beat, "And what about the consumers?"<br /> I lift a shoulder, "They don’t need to worry about late deliveries or receiving defective items."<br /> " Hmm," He nods once and crosses his arms over his broad chest, "Sounds plausible and doable."<br /> Eric rushes over to him, giddiness written over his expression, "So, do you approve?"<br /> My boss cocks his head to the side, regarding me with a look that suggests he knows something I don't.<br /> "Of course," he affirms, "Brilliant ideas like that are the reason behind K-Synch." He straightens to his full height and begins walking back to his seat. "You'll have access to the resources needed to develop the idea."<br /> I hear the incoming terms and conditions in his voice.<br /> "And I would like to review and approve every step of the development of this software. You'll be working very closely with me from now on."<br /> <br /> I'm about to get back into my task when a knock sounds on the door. I’m startled for a moment because I'm pretty sure I’m the only one left at the office. Who else could still be at the office this late?<br /> The person knocks again and, this time, pushes the door open a crack. I heave a sigh of relief when I see my boss’s familiar face peeking out from behind the door.<br /> He looks tired, and when he speaks, his voice doesn't carry across the room as it used to, "Still around?"<br /> I nod, exhaling through my mouth, "Yeah. I just have a couple more things to finish up, and then I'll be on my way."<br /> He comes in and settles into the nearest swivel chair, folding an arm behind his head. Every movement he makes is so effortlessly hot, and I wonder how he's able to be that graceful, especially at his age.<br /> Not that he's old. But he's not young, either.<br /> I give him early forties, even though he doesn't look like it at all. His full head of dark hair doesn't have a single strand of gray in it, but I see some gray in his stubble. His face is still very smooth, and the only indication of his maturity would be the laugh lines framing his mouth and the depth of his eyes and composure.<br /> "Do you need help with anything?" He asks out of the blue.<br /> I shake my head and respond, "No. And even if I did, you wouldn't be the first person I would run to for help."<br /> His lips tilt up in a smile. "Oh yeah? We'll see about that."<br /> The office falls quiet, with only the sound of the thermostat humming. I notice that I'm trying harder than before to focus, and it doesn't take a magician to know why.<br /> Everything about Kane commands my attention whether I like it or not, and this time, it's his long, well-formed thighs enclosed in navy blue pants. I imagine running my fingers along the length of it, tracing through every inch of the packed flesh. Will he twitch like Tim does? Or will he stay as stoic as his personality?<br /> "If you're staying in the office this late, where's your daughter?"<br /> His question is so random, and it takes me by surprise. I look up to see him staring at me with all seriousness. I don't know why, but I didn't expect him to remember I had a daughter.<br /> "She's with a friend."<br /> He hums to himself and returns back to thinking. This is the first time he's brought up any topic remotely concerning his niece, and I wonder why.<br /> But then I guess the bigger question should be why he doesn't bring them up as often. He hasn't even made a reference to his brother since I got here, and as much as I'm grateful for it, I can't help wondering why he is not close to his family.<br /> "How do you like your new office?" He pipes up again, and I refrain from sighing aloud in bliss at the deep baritone of his voice.<br /> "I...um..." Good God. I'm free-falling faster down the slippery slope. "I'd rather be downstairs with the rest of the team," I say as a means of self-preservation. My pride wouldn't admit that his decision to change my workstation was a good one.<br /> "Uh huh," his deadpan tone suggests he isn't convinced of my answer, so I up the ante,<br /> "The journey up here is too long, and the fact that I have to go downstairs often to talk to my team lead is just a pain in the butt. Also, I'm closer to my narcissistic and tyrannical boss who, by the way, happened to smooch me in the elevator…"<br /> The rest of my words come out as jumbled, muffled sounds when a hand suddenly clamps over my mouth.<br /> Warm breath filters into my ear when Kane whispers next to me, "Shhh."<br /> I didn't even see him move. How did he get here so fast?<br /> "I know you're upset," he continues speaking, and this time, his voice takes on a whole new tone, "But there are some things you shouldn't be speaking so freely. It could get us in big trouble."<br /> I freeze. His mouth is so close to my ear, and his face almost brushes against my cheek as he leans over.<br /> Gently, he unclamps my mouth and steps back. Too stunned by the encounter, I gingerly lift a finger to my lips and jaw and all the places he made contact with.<br /> "I'm sorry for... coming on to you like that in the elevator," he continues, staring intently at me, "You were irresistible in that moment, and I...I have no excuse."<br /> No, no, no, no. I didn't mean it like that. Why is he apologizing? Does this mean he regrets it?<br /> "No one can know about what happened yesterday," Kane warns, his aristocratic eyebrows arched perfectly, "It's against our company policy. Employees are not allowed to be romantically involved."<br /> Oh… I knock my head in his direction, "You broke your own rule." My tone is mild and teasing, but it stands out against the backdrop of tension in the room.<br /> Kane rolls his eyes at himself, "Yes, I did."<br /> "So, do you regret it?" I ask with my heart beating fast, "You regret smooching me?"<br /> He doesn't respond for a moment and gives me the look like he's trying to gauge what to tell me.<br /> "Just say it, Kane." I urge.<br /> His response is to move in closer and crouch in front of me so that we're at eye level. Then he speaks, "You have no idea how happy I am that we pecked, even if it's just for once."<br /> As he speaks, his eyes fall to my lips, and I can tell he wants to peck me again. I’m happy but still surprised that our feelings are mutual.<br /> "And no matter what happens, I'll never regret smooching you." His words hang in the air between us.<br /> I don't know whether to blush or cry or turn away. Fiona's words come back to me. It’s crazy this is happening to you. Enjoy it. <br /> "Oh," I sigh and give in to the feelings I've been suppressing for so long. My hands go to cup both sides of his face, and I throw myself from the chair and wrap my legs around his waist.<br /> Kane doesn't waste a second to react. He's picking us up and rising to his feet, then setting my hip on the desk.<br /> Our mouths, hungry for each other, are wide open in a searing prck, and I moan when his tongue slips into mine. His hands explore all over my body, crushing me tightly against him.<br /> Kane looks me in the eyes, and I can see his desire in his eyes. "You drive me crazy, you know that?"<br /> All I can do is smile because he does the same. "Peck me," I beg, and he does.<br /> His lips trail down to my jaw and neck, nibbling all the way until he gets to the sensitive spot close to my shoulder. He sucks hard on the skin there, causing me to moan aloud.<br /> "Shh," he whispers gently against my skin, and I nod quickly. I can't believe this is happening. Not only am I making out with Kane, but we're also breaking a major company rule!<br /> Strong hands tug on the hem of my slacks, unbuttoning them and pulling them down. Next goes my shirt.<br /> When I'm just in my underwear, Kane stops for a few seconds and pulls away from me. He moves back a few steps to admire my body.<br /> "You're so beautiful, Chloe," he gushes, biting his lower lip, "The most beautiful."<br /> The most beautiful...I like the sound of that.<br /> He is also a sight to behold. His hair is tousled from my fingers, and his lips are swollen red. Never once breaking eye contact, he slowly begins to button down his office shirt to reveal the smooth, toned muscles I've been dying to see since the day I first met him years ago.<br /> His pecs look smooth and tight, and I just want to touch them and lick them.<br /> He throws his shirt aside and moves to his pants, and my entire body shivers in anticipation. When he's only in his briefs, I see very clearly what he’s got for me. And boy, is he something else... <br /> He takes off his underwear, and I'm greeted with the full view of him. My mouth opens wide, and I just want to taste his silky yet hard skin.<br /> I take off my underwear, and when I'm finally undressed in front of him, I spread out my arms in silent invitation.<br /> "So needy," he chuckles as he steps into my embrace. This time, our peck is soft and sweet and leaves me panting for more. The heat between my thighs grows unbearable with each passing second, and I long for him to relieve me.<br /> "I want you, Kane," I moan against his neck, "I want you more."<br /> At this moment, I don’t care about my pride. All I know is that I’ve had a feeling for him since the first day I met him, and the elevator peck escalated my emotions to the next level. I just want him to make me feel good. Now. <br /> He angles my body in his arms so that my chest is exposed to his mouth. Then he snakes a hand up my thighs until he gets to the throbbing warmth at the center.<br /> "Will you be quiet?"<br /> I nod like a crazed woman and begin pushing myself forward to make full contact with his fingers.<br /> Kane, the perfectionist, insists, "Do you promise?"<br /> "Yes!" I whine in frustration, and he gives me a rare full smile to show that he's just being a teasing prick.<br /> His fingers skim over the seam of my opening, and his head starts to move down closer to my chest. Before he makes contact with my peaked papilla, he confesses, "I've always wanted you, Chloe. Even when you were Tim’s girl."<br /> Before I have the time to process his statement, he overrides my body with pleasure by slipping his fingers into my center and, at the same time, latching on to my papilla.<br /> He doesn't stop stroking, nor does he let up his sucking until I'm reduced to a panting, quivering mess on the table. My toes curl, and my head is thrown back from the force of that.<br /> His fingers slip out of mine only to be replaced by his thick, hard length. The feeling of him filling me up is simply ecstatic, and I can't hold back my loud moan.<br /> This time, he doesn't tell me to tone it down. He instead brings his hand to clamp over my mouth.<br /> His thrusts are as powerful as he is, rocking both my body and the table beneath. His face is still buried in my breasts, and he nibbles on my sensitive papillas until they're both sore.<br /> "Aww, Kane!" I scream his name, but it's muffled by his hand. He finally brings his head up to connect his forehead to mine.<br /> "You feel so good," he grunts, and I don't miss the way his voice quivers with delight. With every thrust of his hips to meet mine, jolts of bone-shattering pleasure run up and down my spine.<br /> I moan his name again, and he responds by planting a prck on my head. It's all too intense, and finally, I'm unable to hold it in. 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His back was to me, so he didn’t notice that I had seen what he was doing. The woman looked like a supermodel to me, but I really couldn’t see her very well, except for a little bit of her blonde hair that was spread across the sheets. <br /> ————————<br /> <br /> Eilith’s POV-<br /> I am heading home early from my grandparents’ house. I decided to visit them, because I wanted to see them. I do not see them as much as I would like too, since I finished University and started making my way in the world. You see, I have lived with my grandparents since I was five years old, because my parents sadly died in a car accident, I don’t know much else than that. There was no other family, and my grandparents fought to keep me with them.<br /> My father was the heir to a very powerful business. He had been running it for ten years before he died, but after he passed, my grandparents made the difficult decision of selling the business to the highest bidder. My grandparents focused on investing after that to maintain their wealth.<br /> My family is one of the very wealthy families in the United Kingdom. As the sole heiress to the wealth, my grandparents did not want me to have friends or boyfriends who just wanted me for my money, so I told everyone my name was Eilith Smith, not Eilith Clarke, which is my actual name. I have only told Kelly Roberts, my best friend, because she was a rich girl too, and has been my closest and dearest friend since we were eight years old. I really would not know what I would do without her, she has been there for me through so much.<br /> I had told my boyfriend, Dylan Harrison, that I would be out for most of the day and will not likely be home till the evening. In a note on his bedside, next to his phone, because he was still asleep, as I had woken up very early. I wanted to get to my grandparents before the morning traffic rush. But when I got there, my grandparents were going to visit a friend of theirs for and early dinner, so I had to leave far earlier than expected.<br /> When I usually visit them, I spend all day, sometimes into the next day with them, because they raised me and it is nice to be able to help them out around their home and visit my horse, which they keep at their home, in the stables on their land. When they were ready to leave to go have dinner, that was when I left to go home. I didn’t mention to my boyfriend that I was on the way home. I was thinking I would surprise him.<br /> I returned home, thinking I would be able to have a nice relaxing bath, and then maybe plan a nice romantic dinner for myself and Dylan, if he is home from the football match early enough. It wasn’t something we often did at home. I thought it would be a nice change. I love to cook, but he prefers to eat out at lavish places. He is the type to love to flaunt his wealth. Those plans were soon dashed…<br /> I entered my flat quietly, just in case Dylan was still asleep, which is how I left him this morning when I left to visit my grandparents. What I saw in front of me stopped me in my tracks. My mind went blank. In that moment, I almost forgot to breathe.<br /> I somehow managed to get the front door closed behind me quietly. When I turned around, I focused more on what was going one even though I was already beginning to understand what was going on, and honestly it didn’t feel real. It didn’t feel like it was happening to me.<br /> A cooked breakfast that had been made and eaten by two was left on my dining table. Romantic music played on the radio. I couldn’t quite hear it; I think because this whole thing felt like an out of body experience. I could not believe my eyes; Dylan had never once done anything like this for me. He would never cook for me, I think he even joked that it was a woman’s job once, but he was drunk and with friends, so I never took it to heart. Yet he would do it for a woman, who was not his girlfriend.<br /> I felt pain in my chest, that spread up my throat choking me. I knew I would not be able to say anything to him, but I had to know, was he really cheating on me?<br /> I quietly walked further into my flat, towards my bedroom, almost tripping over his shirt that lay discarded on the floor. It was not the only article of clothing strewn across the floor. There was some woman’s clothing on the floor too. Judging by the size the woman had to be a supermodel or something. The clothing was so small. It had to be the smallest size you could get here in the UK for women.<br /> I suddenly felt so insecure, because that size of clothing would never fit me now, it did when I was in my late teens, but not now.<br /> I arrived at my bedroom, but I made sure to remain hidden out of sight. Thankfully the door was open a little bit, so I could see everything. I could hear his distinct grunts and moans, as well as the moans of another woman.<br /> I peered through the small crack in the door and saw him with another woman in my bed. His back was to me, so he didn’t notice that I had seen what he was doing. The woman looked like a supermodel to me, but I really couldn’t see her very well, except for a little bit of her blonde hair that was spread across the sheets. I didn’t know her, but a hatred grew in my heart almost straight away for her.<br /> I could feel my eyes well with tears, as my hand covered my mouth. I could not stay here any longer, my voice was all but gone. I couldn’t stay there to speak with him, let alone look at him right now. Not to mention, I know he has a temper when someone confronts him, it has happened before when we were out, but it has never been aimed at me before. Something I was always scared of happening. How could he do this to me, after everything I had done for him? How could he cheat on me after all these years? Has he been cheating on me this whole time? Could I really forgive him if he made promises? I just needed to get out of here for now.<br /> So, I left, as quietly and quickly as I could. I didn’t want him to know that I had seen him, because I could not deal with the confrontation right now, and his excuses and temper.<br /> <br /> My best friend, Kelly, had a little while before she started work at the restaurant, she was a manager at. She has dreams of starting her own restaurant chain and wanted to get experience working the lower levels in the restaurant beforehand. I jumped into my car, and headed to the restaurant she works at. I texted her to tell her I was on my way to her, before I left.<br /> “What is wrong? You have me worried.”<br /> “I... I found... Dylan cheating on me,” I choked.<br /> “I am not surprised. I have told you many times, he is not worthy of you. Think about your entire relationship. I have known you far longer than Dylan has known you. You were always so confident and free. You wore what you want, when you wanted. Red is your favourite colour, and you have stopped wearing anything red, because he didn’t like you wearing red. You told me it made him mad if you wore red. You stopped eating pasta, one of your favourite things to eat, because he said you would get fat. He told you to stop hanging around with my brother, who treats you like a sister. I bet he gets mad if he finds out you were with me and my brother. That is controlling behaviour, a major red flag. If you stay with him, he will just keep cheating on you, and this controlling behaviour will just get worse, until you are isolated from your friends and family, and that is when he will start physically abusing you. Eilith, please, you must leave him now,” she said.<br /> I sat in the driver’s seat of my car, thinking about what she said, and as I thought, <br /> “Was he really that bad? I can’t believe I let him do that to me, to do everything that he did to me,” I whimpered.<br /> I was glad she didn’t ask what he did to me, because I wasn’t ready to talk about it. She rubbed my back, and said, “It is okay. One day soon we will sit down and have a long hard talk about everything that he did. Maybe it will be best if you go to therapy too. But I will not leave your side. I will stand by you through this whole ordeal, I promise.”<br /> “How am I going to make it without you? You’re leaving to move to London in a few days,” I whispered, in between my sobs.<br /> “Come with us. Josh and I have brought a three-bed house in London. Josh won’t mind you moving into the spare bedroom, until you get back on your feet. He will understand. He sees you as a little sister,” Kelly suggested.<br /> Josh is Kelly’s older brother. He really did see me as his little sister, just like I see him as my brother. I looked at her, a little shocked about that idea. I whispered, “But, I have nothing packed, and he is at home.”<br /> She nodded, pausing and thinking about what I could do to deal with this situation. I too, was thinking, because I didn’t want things to turn out like this. Dylan was very scary when he was mad. In those moments, I believed that he could hit me, even though he never got angry at me. She cleared her throat, and said, “I am only doing a four-hour shift, to cover the time the other manager can’t be in due to childcare. When she gets here, I will have Josh pick me up and come straight over to help you. Once you know he is out of your flat, go there and pack everything up that you can, as quickly as you can, and leave. Get it done before he gets home. If he does get home, before Josh and I get there, send me our code word. So, I know you are in danger, and need help I will call the police.”<br /> We have had a code word, for a great many years. It was more to ensure our safety while we were out at night. We knew the other would need help if we received HOD by text. It stands for House of Dead, an arcade game that we both loved to play with Kelly’s brother. It was short simple and to the point. Plus, three letters that meant something to the both of us makes a great code word.<br /> “But what if he tries to hurt you or Josh,” I said.<br /> “Do you know why he hates Josh,” she responded.<br /> I shook my head, and asked, “Why?”<br /> “Do you remember that day when we were looking at dresses online, before we went shopping. According to Josh, when I said you would look drop dead gorgeous in that red dress you were looking at, Dylan looked at it, and muttered some vile things about you. Josh heard that, when they were alone, Josh laid into him. Dylan tried to get in Josh’s face, Josh didn’t flinch instead he just smirked. Dylan backed down,” she explained.<br /> Josh was different from Dylan, physically. Josh is taller and has broader shoulders and is more muscular compared to Dylan. Josh is a gym rat. He loves working out and using weights. Dylan, on the other hand, rarely goes to the gym, but is well toned and skinny. Dylan wouldn’t stand against Josh in a fight, not only due to their difference physically, but because Josh is training to be a boxer for the Olympics. I have seen him knock a man out with a single punch. So, he is a strong man. The perfect kind of older brother you want.<br /> “So, that is why he didn’t want me to be around Josh,” I said.<br /> She nodded, “Josh made him feel emasculated. He is toxic, so you need to leave him. I will call Josh and tell him to be ready and get here to pick me up early, in the hopes that I may be able to leave earlier. I must go. Josh and I will be on our way to help you as soon as we can. Stay safe.”<br /> I nodded, “Thank you, Kelly.”<br /> “Be careful and send me text updates. Please make sure that if he comes back, you send me that code word,” she said, as she began climbing out of my car.<br /> I nodded, “I promise.”<br /> I watched as she called Josh and headed inside the restaurant to start her shift. I looked down as my phone, and realised I had a text from Dylan.<br /> Dylan: “Hey babe, I hope you are having fun with your grandparents. I won’t be in when you come home. I am going to watch the football match with the boys. I will be back later tonight. Make yourself dinner. Xx”<br /> I stared down at the text. The football match he was talking about was in two hours, so he would leave the home in thirty minutes to meet with his friends, so he can head to the match with them. I had to reply but keep it as normal as possible to my usual texts, and honestly that was the frightening thing. One mistake and this could go wrong.<br /> Me: “I am just about to leave my grandparents. I will be about an hour, maybe a little longer, as there is some road works near my grandparents’ home. Have fun at the football match. Text me when you are on your way home. Xx”<br /> He read the text message and replied with a simple okay. I grabbed my suitcases out of my wardrobe. I had two sizes a large one and a cabin one. I opened both, leaving them on the floor. I quickly yanked some of my clothing off the hangers and threw them in the suitcase. I emptied my drawers of clothing and just threw them in my suitcase. I chucked in my favourite pairs of shoes. I grabbed my electronics that I wanted to take. Though I could buy replacement electronics, and I probably will once I get settled in, I need to be able to keep a line of communication open with my grandparents and so I can get a new job in London. I grabbed whatever else I could.<br /> <br /> I looked at the time and saw a text from Kelly. She had managed to leave work an hour early, and Josh had picked her up. They were on their way to me. I suddenly had this feeling like someone was behind me. I typed HOD into a text before I turned around. Dylan was standing in the doorway to what was our bedroom. He had his hands clenched into fists by his legs. A rage in his eyes that I have never seen before, far worse than all the other times he was angry.<br /> <br /> “Why are you packing all your things,” he hissed, through gritted teeth.<br /> <br /> I took a deep breath, with my finger over the button, readying to hit send. I said, “Because I am leaving you.”<br /> <br /> “No, you are not leaving me,” he yelled.<br /> <br /> “I saw you earlier, with another woman, in what should have been our bed. It was what I needed to see that you were a controlling freak in our whole relationship. So, yes, I am leaving you,” I responded calmly, turning and hitting send.<br /> <br /> His heavy footsteps thunder towards me, making the floor of our flat shake. His hand tangled into my hair, and yanked my head back, before snatching my phone from my hand. Thankfully, I locked it before he could read my texts. He growled, “You are not leaving me! I bet you think this because you are cheating on me. Who is he? Show me who you were sending a text too just now.”<br /> <br /> “Get off of me,” I yelled, trying to push him away from me.<br /> <br /> “Who is he,” spitting as he shouted, pulling my hair harder.<br /> <br /> I pushed him away from me. It surprised him enough to let go of my hair and to stumble backwards away from me, I screamed, “I never cheated. You did. You have restricted me, banned me, belittled me, and treated me harshly on countless occasions. My heart is broken. How I could ever love a man like you, I do not know.”<br /> <br /> Tears welled in my eyes, so I turned around and began to zip up my suitcases. I didn’t want to see his reaction to what I said, I couldn’t deal with him if he started crying. I really might faulter if that happens. That was when I felt something hard hit the back of my head. My head began to pound and ache. I gripped where he hit me on my head with my hand and turned to look at Dylan. But before I could say anything, he raised his fist and slammed it into my face. The blow was hard enough, to knock me backwards into the bedside cabinet. I hit my head on the corner of the bedside cabinet, before hitting the floor. I could feel a wet hot liquid slide across my face. I touched it and looked at my hand. It was blood. I was bleeding from my head. I gripped my head and began to curl up into the fetal position. Before I could curl up, Dylan kicked me in the stomach and ribs, not just once, but many times. I lost count how many times he kicked me. I felt something crack in my rib cage. I tried my best to use my arms to protect my body and head, but there was only so much I could do, while in so much pain. The pain was excruciating. All I could do was cry and whimper the pain made it too hard to move. He grabbed my hair on the back of my head, tearing some hair from my head, and snarled, “If you hadn’t threatened to leave, then none of this would have happened. Do you want to know why I sleep with other girls, because after all the times we have, you were never ready for what I needed to be full satisfied. But now you are going to find out. Remember this is all your fault.”<br /> <br /> He slammed my head into the ground. The impact made my head heavy and made it hard for me to keep myself conscious. My ears were now ringing from the impact. It was because of that, that I did not hear what he was doing. The ringing subsided, only for me to hear a massive crack, and a shocking sting across my back, which made me cry out. I managed to look up and see that he was holding a whip. He hit me with a whip. I was now seeing a completely different side to him, a side that would have made me run for the hills years ago. How did I not see this side to him?<br /> <br /> “This is what I like,” he growled, lust evident in his voice.<br /> <br /> I tried my best to move, to get away. But I was in so much pain. The sound of the crack of the whip came again, just before the impact on my back. I screamed out. This time it was even more painful. The taste of blood filled my mouth, as I felt a trickle of blood pooling on my back. Tears were streaming down my face. I was trying to prepare myself for another blow. But that was when I heard the sirens. In that moment, I had never felt so happy to hear sirens before. Dylan dropped the whip, and muttered.<br /> <br /> That was when he bolted out of the door. I breathed a sigh of relief, even though my chest hurt so much. Pain was all over my body. My head and back were the most painful. With my head hurt, it was getting harder for me to stay awake my consciousness was wavering. 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